First peek at the New Release in the Creatus Series. Coming Soon!

For four thousand years, creatus have concealed themselves from the humans who hunted them almost to extinction. Now, one rogue creatus faction wants the world to know they exist.This is just a sample. If you'd like to read the first three chapters of the first book in the series, you can read it here. As always, I left out the names, so there aren't any spoilers. Get ready...the rogue creatus are on the move!

Though she could have overpowered him, she let the human man drag her down the street, but
figured she should put up a small fight, so she’d find out what his real
intentions were. “Hey, wait. I have a ride.”

He looked back at her and grinned. Not the
friendly smile he’d flashed earlier, but a pompous lifting of one cheek along
with a nod of his head as if he knew she were lying. “You said you took the
‘T’.”

Right. She had told him that. “I’m good. I
don’t need a ride.”

“The ‘T’ isn’t safe this time of night. I’ll
drive you home.”

“No,” she insisted. “My...my boyfriend would
kill you if you brought me home.”

When they rounded the corner, standing next
to a bright red Camaro, he stopped and pulled her next to him. “Boyfriend?
Aren’t you a naughty little minx, dressing up and going out without your
boyfriend.” He pushed her off the sidewalk, backing her up against the car.
“I’ll drive you.”

She shook her head, her mind ninety percent
clear already. “You’re making a mistake.”

“What...you going to break my hand like you
did that poor sap at the club? No worries. I like it rough, baby. Why do you think I chose
you?” He reached for the door handle, making his objective clear. He planned to
force her into the car.

“I warned you. If you don’t release me,
you’re gonna have more than a broken hand.”

He laughed. “By you—”

“No. By me,” a hard, steel voice thundered
from behind him.

She gulped as she took in the murderous
eyes drilling her over the young man's shoulder.

The man turned, his fists rocketing up in front
of him, ready to strike, until he took in the man who was as tall as he was but
twice as large. “Hey, man!” He adjusted his hands from fists to palms up,
surrendering. “I didn’t hurt the girl. Back off.”

“You know why they thought we were drinking
human’s blood through their carotid artery?” Her eyes widened in shock
as he jerked the college student toward him, clamped down on his jugular, and ripped open a
large gash in his throat. He spat out the blood and flesh, then swiped his hand
across his mouth. “Because it’s the fastest way to kill a piece of human garbage
like him.” He turned to two more creatus she hadn’t noticed standing in the
shadow of the building. “Clean up this mess.”

Before she could even pull in a breath to
scream, he grabbed her, soaring to the top of the building.

The Creatus Series is not your normal paranormal story...it's a realistic twist of the myths you've heard your entire life. Prepare to believe...

2 comments:

Thanks, Darcia! Hopefully in a good way... I think everyone knew...expected...that it had to come here, but this is a few chapters in. You know it's coming when it happens. Worldwide takeovers are never as easy as they seem. LOL!!! :)

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